angelo "jude" genovese

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Jude stood not far from the main shopping strip waiting for Zora. He was bundled up in a heavy winter jacket, a knit hat pulled down to cover most of his hair. He suspected she'd recognize him anyway, but that didn't stop him from frequently looking around, trying to spot her first so he could...

Jude sat beside the courtyard fountain, waiting for Xarrah. Things felt calmer then they had in a while, but it felt like the calm before the storm. There was always something happening. Always something new and distracting that threw him for a loop. Sometimes those things were good. A lot of...

<div align="center"><div class='mainbody'><div class='sidebody'><div class='header'>Eleanor De Rose</div><div class='textbody'><p>Only few days have passed since the young lady's arrival at this peculiar island. In her time here, she had established a place to sleep in the local dorms and grew...

The apartment was normal. That was the point. Jude wasn't even in it--he hadn't been inside--but staring up at the building made a swirl of emotions fill him that he wasn't at all used to. Home. This was going to be home. Home in a way that no place had been since his childhood home--the place...

Jude had picked up a lot of weird powers. Some of them were his own. Some of them were the gifts from Regalia he'd bonded with. Some were easy to work out. He'd mastered summoning his guns inside a day or two. He'd figured out memory tampering. Some of his other stuff? Less so. He still hadn't...

Gym class was not exactly Jude's idea of a fun time. It wasn't so much that he didn't like physical exertion (because a lot of the times he did), but instead that he was still trying to adjust to having two arms again. Two fully functional working arms. It had been almost two years since Jude...

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If they had anything like the Food Festival back in Halcyon, Jude hadn't known about it. That hadn't been his thing back then. He'd mostly kept to himself. He'd done his homework, and he'd stayed in, and he hadn't just... gone walking. Hadn't just walked through the city looking at things and...

Alma had texted Jude an hour after he'd gone up to the space station to get his new prosthetic affixed. He hadn't wanted anybody going with him since it was a decidedly painful process. She could understand that. But she also wanted to see the arm, see what it could do. And congratulate him on...

If Jude had been anyone else, the sheer amount of class he'd missed would probably have resulted in him doing a second senior year. He'd been out for several days after the incident at Woodland Imports. He'd been out for a week after the portal from Halcyon had opened. And now he was out for the...

Jude had been warned ahead of time that it would hurt. The process would be long and slow, requiring seamlessly reconnecting nerves, meshing flesh to machine. The prosthetic wasn't one that was going to just slide on over top of his stump. The prosthetic was one that was, in a lot of ways, going...

When Jude had said he had a request to make in person, Asteria had probably wondered. Considering he--by the very timeline he'd given to them--still didn't even have his arm yet, the timing was no doubt suspect as well. But he figured it was worth asking, even if it was maybe a little bit...

It had taken no small amount of effort to get out of the hospital without someone being called. He was a minor, and technically someone should have been. But he was also nearly eighteen, and his injuries had been minor. He'd made the point that getting a call that his son was in the hospital...

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It was a short, ten, maybe fifteen-minute taxi ride from the coffee shop to the hospital, but for Zora it seemed like an eternity. Every stop sign, traffic light or pedestrian crossing only added to her agitation. Today had been a day full of unexpected encounters and surprises, fate put in...

Broen was not at all looking forward to this. He had a knot in his stomach worse than anything and he felt like at any minute he was going to vomit and pass out. He didn't want to do this, but he knew he didn't have a lot of choice. Jude was with him, at least. That was one point of contact...

You sitting down somewhere? It's that kind of news.

Elisa didn't mind sitting outside the library for the guy to show up. she had plenty of time to check up on emails, as well as read up on the details surrounding Xavier. Putting it out of her mind, though, she wondered what this guy was like. Checking her watch, she stretched out in the...

To give a long thread a short summary: Gabe was very mad. He yelled at Angelo before realizing he'd been crying, and the two had a heart to heart. Gabe told Angelo about his own past with his loans, and Angelo told him more or less everything. About his dad, about his secrets. About how he'd...